Alas! My weary stomach churns.
The day grows old and hunger burns.
There is one thing that my soul yearns --
To eat my dear granola bar.

The perfect mix of oats and rice,
That chewiness that is so nice,
The chunks of fruit and hint of spice --
'Tis you, my dear granola bar.


[I should stop this little game
Before things cease to be so tame,
but please do add more of the same.
A song with just two verses? lame]